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Not the good scissors

If you grew up with a Mum like mine, you’re probably familiar with the above phrase (I’m assuming it’s not just an Australian thing…) In our house there were “good” scissors (roughly, the cooking scissors, mum’s sewing...

Changing

I’ve never liked porridge. Not sure why, but something about the gloopy texture always put me off as a kid. Give me cold cereal all the way. Or toast and vegemite. Or yoghurt mostly since I’ve been working. But with the whole crazy diet and the waking up...

Biking on down the highway

So. The pants, they eez less cranky. Not completely uncranky but improved. Maybe the endorphins have helped after all. Exercise is weird. I enjoy it, I enjoy the feeling after doing it and yet, over and over again, I have the mental battle with myself to get started....

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